Chapter Twenty-Five
Cayce
The decision I had to make was too big for me to make alone. So, I’d called up my brothers and asked them all to come over to my place. With burgers cooking on the grill outside and a case of beer on ice, I welcomed them warmly before telling them what I had to say.
Sitting around the outside table, empty plates that had once been full in front of us, and fresh cold beers in our hands, I brought up the unpleasant subject. “So, I asked you guys to come over today for more than just a meal.”
Callan leaned back in the chair. “Is this about work?”
“In a weird way, yes.” I knew that it was no use beating around the bush and that I had to get to the point. “Niko Armstrong has hired someone to blackmail me. He wants all of us back at Mantabo — like right away.”
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